Notes From the Bedside Table

Sunrise will be at 7:13, sunset will be at 7:22.

Happy Spring!

The days will start getting longer now and what a beautiful day we had yesterday. I am sitting in the dark in the kitchen, watching the moon, the Supermoon, over Beacon Hill, as it begins to set.

It was supposed to be gloomy yesterday and we woke to sun, partially cloudy skies, and warmth; the daffodils are starting to bloom, the lilacs are just starting to leaf out, and my mangy little daphne has a few blossoms that are sending out the most exquisite citrussy scents.

Dennis and I walked around Seward Park and we saw a beaver on its nest of sticks built up against the swimming dock in Andrews Bay! I have never seen a beaver before- it was a glorious shiny brown, a block of reddish brown against its den of gray bark, and it was surrounded by those dark grey, long-necked birds that stand on poles with their wings out.

The air was redolent with wet dirt and warm pine needles, the grass swampy with puddles.

We came home, opened all the windows, and took our afternoon naps (D likes to sleep in a bed, I like to sit in my big chair and read in sunspots). Dennis grilled, we ate, and before I went to bed, I walked up the street and watched the moon rise, the closest the moon has been to the earth since 1993. Only 221, 553 miles away, a worm moon. and it won't be this close again until 2029. One of those celestial things that connects us to the rest of the world.

I'm so glad it didn't rain and stay cloudy.

Oh, I'm reading Melissa Marr's newest book, one for adults, called Graveminder. It's good.

PS: I took the photo from the newspaper-it is shot over the super telescopes in Hawaii.